Sylvia checked the fourth option of date clothes and felt the urge to burn everything she owned.
In theory, it was only a casual date at a coffee shop.
Well, as casual as a date could be with a dominant alpha with political power like Thomas Lancaster.
Which meant not casual at all.
Which meant the soft cream sweater was too gentle, the dark blue dress was too serious, the black trousers made her look like she was going to an administrative hearing, and the pale green blouse looked like she was trying too hard to seem harmless, which was absurd, because Sylvia had accidentally tripped three people at Dean and Arion's wedding for badmouthing Dean and had not felt guilty about it for even one second.
Technically, she had tripped one.
The second had fallen because he was holding the first.
The third had been Gregoriana.
No, that was unfair.
Gregoriana had not fallen.
Gregoriana had joined.
That was how Sylvia had gained a princess.
